Okay, so I know everyone had serious doubts about whether the journal project was a good idea, but it was toward two v important goals:

1. I was circulating that writing to everyone, not just you two. “Everyone” includes five people who are local to DC, so now there are five people near me who are up to speed on everything going on w me.
2. To provide myself with blog that I can share w anyone new whom I decide to share my history with in the future, allowing me to be understood by my future DC community without having to talk about everything with that level of detail, ever again. They’ll just have to read it, if they want to know.

I won’t be revisiting the past for a long time to come. The project is completed, and I am officially over what happened.

This is week #2 of working two days a week, and I’ve just established the habit of seeing those five people here in DC who were with me on the journal project up til now.

So, I’m gonna start going crazy on them for the rest of the year. They’ve all told me when I saw them recently that they’ve got me during the move over the next couple weeks.

I can’t wait for you to meet them all 🤗

And the best part (for me at least) is that Becca is getting laid off in September and plans to come visit for a week or two.

I’m finally able to ease up on you guys now that I escaped that job.

Thanks for all your guys emotional labor this summer: of being an audience I could do some hard writing with; of bearing my freak outs and pathological paranoia about Baltimore; and literally being the only three people who remembered me when I was locked away from society for three months in a silent solitary confinement, trapped between two liminal, people-barren suburbs.

I trust you three more than anyone else in the world, and I’m sorry if I made you doubt that.

I’m good now.

Please only talk to me about puppies and books from now on.

And let’s only go on fun adventures – exclusively.